A little history...HistoryIn the spring of 2003 I was searching online for good quality smut. I was in the mood to read erotic stories, and not just a...y stories, but stories that catered to my own particular fetishes. I like stories about busty older women seducing young teen-aged boys. I love the seduction of the innocent, the excitement of exploration, the nervousness of that first touch, that transition from virgin to lover. And I like big boobs. What can I say?Of course, the trouble with. Just the head at first, sucking lightly, running her hot tongue around its contours. She looked up at me with her pretty blue eyes, as if seeking approval, and I told her that her lips looked good around my cock. Encouraged by my words and wanting to pleasure me more, she took the whole length of me into her mouth, closing her eyes for the last inch or so. Once I was good and wet, she started sucking my cock hard, bobbing her head up and down, keeping good steady eye contact. "Ohh, Jenn," I. My hand stopped exciting the erect nipple through the material and slipped it out over the top of my bra, it seemed to grow a little more as it was released. It tingled and my whole body shuddered as my finger and thumb toyed with the hard nipple.I’d stopped talking to Abram now and was gently moaning, “good, good girl Emma does your body feel good?” I moaned a reply “yessss” “circle your nipple with your finger Emma” my fingers instantly circled the exposed nipple. I could feel the dampness. Then he pushed her back, kneeling so he didn't block her vision of the storm. He moved her legs onto his naked shoulders and licked her dripping pussy. She couldn't tell the storm surrounding her from the storm within. The gazebo lit up from a lightning strike; his kiss sucked on her clitoris before the thunder reached them. His hands were again on her breasts, teasing her nipples.His tongue was loving her center. Wind was dusting them with raindrops. Thunder was rolling overhead. Lightning.